Mo Chen's eyes widened, and with his eyesight, he could clearly see that the scholar had an expressionless face, sallow hair, bloodshot eyes, and a pale face.

I saw the scholar standing there stiffly, motionless, just staring at the ink dust in the carriage.

Mo Chen also stared at the scholar carefully.

The clothes this person was wearing were also tattered, very similar to what Chongqi was wearing, very old and dirty, it seemed that they had not been washed for many days, and there were holes.

Even the hair on his head seemed to have not been taken care of for a long time, and it was yellow, and even grew to his shoulders, and he was scattered and messy.

The scholar just stood on the stone bridge like a pillar, motionless.

"This Wuguanzhuang accepts the offerings of the whole village, and the thing that is enshrined is the hard currency: spiritual rice.

But after all, the Taoist people of the five senses are immortal cultivators, they can suck the wind and drink the dew, and they don't need to eat any spiritual rice, chickens and ducks, so the offerings in the village every month, the Taoist people of the five senses also don't collect much, and only leave a portion of one person for the down-and-out scholars to maintain the basic meal.

However, I heard that this scholar was pitiful, and he was cut off his tongue since he was a child, and he couldn't speak, and he didn't even provide the scholar with basic meals every day, only allowed him two cakes and a glass of spring water every day, all as if he were a beast.

If he hadn't met a Taoist with five senses, the scholar would have been tortured to death. Duan Meng'an didn't see the scholar from his angle, but just said to himself.

Indeed, if you look at his face, you don't need to say much to know that he has been tortured since he was a child. Mo Chen raised his chin at Zhuang Nei.

Chongqi heard this, and quickly followed suit.

Strangely, when he looked over, the scholar blinked.

Mo Chen squinted, he was distracted, and said a word to Chongqi, slightly distracted, but he didn't notice when the scholar was gone.

"Why didn't I see that scholar?" At this time, Chongqi looked in carefully through the crack in the door, but he couldn't see anyone: "Shaoxia, I am familiar with that scholar, every time I come to Wuguanzhuang to introduce the financial route, I will share some scattered spiritual rice from that scholar, and now in the past few years, I have a very good relationship with him." ”

Ink dust stared for a moment.

"Nothing, maybe I'm dazzled. ”

The carriage slowly drove away. Mo Chen was recalling the appearance of the scholar before all the way, and although it was very consistent with what Chongqi said, he always felt that there seemed to be something wrong with that person.

Soon, the carriage stopped, and they found a place where they could park the carriage and feed the horses.

The whole village was deserted and silent, with wooden houses with doors open and closed, and wooden doors swaying and creaking in the wind.

Mo Chen and Demon Yuan'er got out of the carriage and walked between the houses in the village, their faces a little unnatural.

However, although the place is dilapidated, there are still some houses with closed doors, and there should be people living inside.

Because Mochen heard the sound of residents coughing outside the courtyard gate.

The night here came quickly, and as soon as Mo Chen took a few steps, he found that the bright moon had suddenly risen into the sky, and the whole village had completely darkened.

And in the houses where the people lived, a dim light gradually lit up.

It was the inhabitants who lit the lanterns, which gave this dead village a little more life and warmth.

Mo Chen and Demon Yuan'er followed Chongqi, and soon, they walked back to the door of Wuguanzhuang.

It's strange here, it's completely dark tomorrow, but there is not a single lamp lit in the Wuguan Village, and the whole courtyard is dim, and you can't see your fingers.

"The Taoist of the five senses is in Zhuangzi at this time, but at this time, he should be alchemizing, don't bother him first, when he finishes refining the pill, I will take you to introduce one or two. Chongqi turned his head and reminded seriously: "Also, please don't light the lamp, or place the fire beads, these Taoist people don't like to have light, saying that it will distract him, so as to get out of control of the flames."

You know, these alchemists have some strange habits. ”

"There are such strange people" Demon Yuan'er behind Mo Chen couldn't help but mutter: "It's okay if you don't light the lamp, anyway, the ordinary dark night can be seen thoroughly with our eyes, and there is no difference from the day." ”

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock ......"

Chongqi first smiled at Youyuan'er for a while, and then began to knock heavily on the door, and kicked the wooden door a few times: "Ru Mo, open the door quickly, it's me, Chongqi." ”

This scholar's surname is Shen, and when the name is named, the word Ru Mo represents closeness, and it is more formal, and it is often between friends, so it will be called.

I only heard a long "squeak" sound, and the wooden door was slowly opened, and there was a person standing behind the door.

His face was pale, his hair was yellow, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Even a cultivator like Demon Yuan'er was almost taken aback by the appearance of this scholar, and subconsciously took a half step back.

And Mochen is okay, he has seen the appearance of this scholar in the crack of the door before, and he has some preparations.

However, meeting at such a close distance at this moment still made his heart pound for a while.

After all, this book is too infiltrating.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Rumo nodded slowly to Chongqi, and then said nothing, and walked back to the room in such a straight way, without the excitement of meeting acquaintances at all, and even his expression did not move much, just like a dead man.

"Hehe, Ru Mo is like this, don't look at his horror, in fact, his heart is still warm, if you have any questions, including alchemy and treasure hunting, you can ask him.

You know, he doesn't have any ability, but fortunately, he has a good memory and never forgets anything, as long as he looks at it and listens to it, he can always remember it in his heart.

Therefore, the Taoist of the five senses also took a fancy to him, so he was included in the Zhuangzi, responsible for recording and analyzing the ingredients of alchemy. ”

Chongqi explained with a smile, and when he saw this, he took the two of them into the five-senses village together.

Mochen found that there were obvious traces of disrepair in this village, because some wooden houses still had leaky roofs, and it was difficult to live in once it rained.

Mo Chen and Demon Yuan'er chose a larger wooden house together to rest for the time being, waiting for the Five Senses Daoist to refine the pill and be able to meet them as soon as possible.

They are not worried about the reason that men and women do not kiss each other.

After all, first, they don't have this idea in their hearts, and secondly, when the two of them stay together, they can also take care of each other, after all, this Zhuangzi with facial features, and even this village, are weird, so they have to deal with it carefully.

Mo Chen sat on the ground like this, tightening his robe, his brows slightly locked.

He regulates his internal qi, closes his eyes and refreshes his mind, although he is calm on the surface, his five senses are always sensing his surroundings in case of accidents.

At the same time, Demon Yuan'er is also resting on the surface, but in fact, his divine sense is also constantly probing, and he is clearly probing the movements around him, and he is also vigilant.

After a while, there was a faint commotion outside.

There seemed to be quite a few people coming in, most of them with female voices.